Barb's Burblings

Greg and Barb: A Love Story

Theirs was a love that was never meant to be. Though they had only a few hours together, they were magical hours. Hours spent gazing soulfully at each other, as they spoke to children about the properties of carbon dioxide and tests for water pollution. Conversations about the physics of whether ultraviolet light can be used in a laser. He read poetry (i.e., Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince) to her in his charming British accent. They shared their pasts, their plans for the future…plans that, alas, could not include each other. He had to leave the country the next month. They considered it a tragedy that though he had been volunteering at this place for some undetermined length of time, it was only now that they had met. And so they parted, wistful of what might have been, if only they had met sooner. But both were thankful for that time they had spent together.